They want my dedication You see my hard work

And I ain't talking about allowance for the yard work

I make my bars hurt I put my pain in em

You see these pictures with my words Yeah I'm painting em

Cuz I'm an artist Go the hardest I'm the king boy

I want the title now that why I stepped into the ring boy

I ain't come to song boy I came to do my thing boy

I'm like the definition Let me show you what I mean boy

See I'm too dedicated I'm a let em hate it

Smoking medicated Quiet please shhh While I'm meditating

Cuz now I'm elevating Feeling hella faded

Worried if I'll ever make it Gotta prove to them I'm educated

Don't need an explanation Just need some extra patience

I'm trying to achieve my dreams and reach my expectations

This is my detonation I'm blowing up homie

Middle finger high up in the sky Don't give no fucks homie

I Could've gave up The day I dropped out!

Used that excuse as way for me to cop out

That's what I'm not bout I ain't a quitter dog

You can ask my day ones they all know this is my job

I take no days off Don't want to miss a step

You see this is regret for all the years that came and went

Without pursuing dreams With my every breath

Now I'm like Kobe Bryant was Better every rep

Quest to be the best It's never too late

Smoking two Ls to the face Rolling Cool J's

Grew up eating peanut butter jelly drinking cool aid

With thoughts of how to bring my generation to a new age

Now watch the mood change I grew up in the projects

But I ain't ever want to gang bang I thought of progress

This was a process Overcoming non sense

I'm focused on my mind now and making profits!

I got the hunger for a better life Think about it every time

When I lay in bed at night I just gotta get it right

I just need a chance God Help me understand God

I'm asking for your guidance Put my life inside your hands God

It's been a long time coming but I'm focused now

You see I'm smoking loud Until I'm choking out

They can't hold me down Until I'm sitting on throne with a golden crown

I'm the golden child with the hopeful smile

Ready to plead my case to an open trial

Face sentencing without mentioning

That my penmanship in these sentences

Shines light on the fact of my authentic ness

And I don't struggle with no weight I just bench and lift

You see these sweat drops drop from the tip of my beard

And the desire on face man the dedications clear

It's King Cruz

And that's all the fuck I'll ever be man Born and raised on the westside of cali

Once way to shy to do his thing

I'm tired of that shit now

I have talent I have passionI can feel this shit in my soul

I been wrong songs for over half my life

Ain't nothing gonna be able to stop me from pursuing my dreams

And displaying for all to see